row your boat, Sophie!

staying at the Mickel Mansion...

bear and monkey were quite pleased with their room



yeh! all four babies are asleep

Scotland

sunday tea at wendy and bren's

me and my sis went to visit the Olds (tee hee) and enjoyed lots of attention and toys. I ate 47 cocktail sausages. yummy.

things are getting better

posing in my new rain coat
baking for the school fete
making Sophie laugh

regular readers of this blog may have noticed that there are still photos being posted but less chat from me. well that is because mummy has been wiped out recently and what was a pretty ok brain was replaced with a void (not even mush, nothing, niente) and not because I had nothing to say. I mean c'mon, my last name is Klein, afterall, I will never be lost for words. I know I am very advanced for my age, but I cant type and mummy stopped listening to my burbles.

she's getting a big girl now

back to me again

i put mummy's lipstick on all by my own

Uncle Julian's 40th

Sophie and I were not invited coz we are too small. The theme was the 60's.

Funnily enough Daddy didnt feel very well the next day and didnt like me singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

October Sophie

October Holiday

Another month, another holiday so the saying goes. I spent last week at Pappy and Maggie's house in the Suffolk countryside. I helped Pappy get the honey from his bees, well I watched while Pappy put on his white bee suit and messed about with the bees. This year he has about 3 buckets of honey, its very different in colour and taste to last year - its very dark and has a pungent honeyness about it. I have Pappy's honey on toast and crumpets and in porridge, as well.

Not sure if I mentioned this before, but it was my birthday last month and I was THREE. This is a present from Grandma and Grandad. I like Art.

Dads being sporty

The Dads were sporty on the beach of Ses Salinas outside the Sa Trinxa bar,

shortly before the infamous "bucket rage" scene, where Charlie just would not stop putting sand in my bucket of water. I got really foss/cross.

Es Vedra

On one of our last days we had a really lovely afternoon at this beach with a view of Es Vedra. I went for dinner with Mummy and Daddy at El Boldero and we ate paella. Yummy!

The villas:

Week One

Yeh Ibiza Rocks allright

Things have been a bit quiet on the blog of late whilst I was throwing some shapes at the big Ibiza clubs and mixing up a few choones. Also got in some sun bathing time with my mate Charlie. Uh- huh, I played the main room at Amnesia...

Bye Beverley

at grandma and grandad's house

I've eaten all of Daddy's breakfast!

My Mummy and My Daddy
A rare photo of Miss Sophie
My favourite food

warm sunshine on Hornsea beach

we went up North to visit Grandma and Grumps for a long weekend. Its actually a long way up there and of course we got stuck in traffic. We left at 11 a.m. and arrived at 5.30pm. I went to sleep alot as it was too boring to be awake. Mummy told me that for her share (2 and half hours out of 5) of the driving, Daddy talked on his mobile and they were stuck in bumper to bumper traffic. So she was bored AND couldn't play any music or talk to anyone but her split personality, all she could do was grumble rudely under her breath about lawyers harping on.

this is me and my Grandma on the beach after we had fab fish and chips in Brandesburton - the best I have eaten ever.

Bank Holiday Sunday in Brighton

we went to Bridget & Mark's party on Sunday so spent a few hours wandering about the Laines in Brighton. I went on the merry go round in this big red bus - all by myself and I didnt cry. the amazing stretch pants are the ones which Daddy and Uncle Angus are going to wear in Ibiza when we all go there next week.